"Grrrrr...Hmm..." Kuribandit let out a sigh, then another and another. He then rubbed his grimy feet together as he pondered on what you said.
"Tch...I guess that's true enough. Honestly, my memories still hazy so I don't remember their faces, but I guess it makes sense that you wouldn't talk to me like this if you were one of em."
The Kuribandit scratched the back of his head, the anger slowly subsiding.
"Darn, I'm not angry anymore but now I'm just sad. That's way worse..." Kuribandit floated down a bit and kicking the dumpster. "Ugh, I ain't going to let this down! I'm going to find those duelist and kick their butts!" The monster turns back to Holden, calming down again. "Sorry about blowing up on you like that, probably shouldn't have just yelled at the first face I saw. If you'll excuse me, I've got some duelist that are in need of a severe beating!"
The Kuribandit started to float away, Holden getting a really good view of his grime covered soles as he turned around.
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